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A LETTER TO HEAVEN

Yesterday (July 06, 2014) was the first time I encountered a prophetic pastor preaching in our local church. This pastor I am referring is none other than Ptr. Dexter Low who came from Malaysia to give his propethic words and visions in our church and to the workers of the different ministries.
 
For the sake of the people who don't know - a Prophetic Pastor is a type of pastor that can sees vision from the Lord and can use these as prophesy. Aside from pastoring, they are also move in supernatural graces and gifts (prophesying, word of knowledge and healing).
 
When it is my turn to be prayed and anointed Bro. Dexter had these vision of me that I am being bullied (spiritually) and that the Lord sees me as a Princess - beautifully dressed in white. I was touched not by the words of Bro. Dexter, but of the Lord's. Definitely, I cried not because of fear but I cried because someone showed me here in Earth what the Lord sees in me. 
 
I made a letter to the Lord to express my deep gratitude for all the promises He has in store for me.
 
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My God, you never run out of words to tell how precious I am.
You always make me feel special in my own ways.
You believe in my capabilities even no one can do.
You understand my flaws, weaknesses and misbehavior.
You sent your sons and daughters to make me feel that I am not alone.
You introduce me into Your ministry to make me feel welcome.
You allow me to fall and then made
me get up victoriously.

The day You call me by my name is the day my life turn around.
You gave meaning and purpose.
You gave everything to me, to my family and to my loved ones.
You made every day a gift to be seize for.

And today,
No one can refrain me in telling how I am blessed to be called Your child.
I am thankful that You have found me in the dark corner of this world.
I am thankful that You see in me a new person.
I am thankful that despite all , You remain faithful.
And the longer I serve You, the more I feel so special.

Your words today is the sweetest message I ever received in my lifetime.
You called me Your Princess, dressed in white.
You told me that I am special and I am not a Nobody.
You assured me that You sees me in my prayers.
You are always there and there’s nothing to fear for.

Thank You Lord for opening up these eyes to the wonders You have in me.

Sincerely,
Your Princess
Hannah
 
 
 
 

Certified Man Hater

Hello everyone!

I have been so idle for the past months but today I am going to share with you guys literary pieces which I wrote few months ago. Well, I am not an excellent writer but I must say I am a seasonal writer by heart. What do I mean ? I am writing for the sake of expressing my thoughts, my feelings and of course for freedom! Usually I am writing stories and etc whenever my mind is being bombarded by many external factors that diverts my focus into something and by writing I feel completely free.

PS. Please be kind while reading my works.

Thank you! :p

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"Enough!"

Yan ang salitang gusto ko ipagsigawan sa mga kaibigan, ka-opisina at mga kakilala kong pinagpipilitang BITTER ako.

Bitter -- as in mapait pa ang nakaraan. Di daw ako maka-move on!

Huh?

Pero masaya naman ako sa buhay ko ngayon.

Yun nga lang minsan naiisip ko na parang may kulang.

Actually, di ko rin maisip kung bakit may parte ng kaligayahan ko ang nawawala. Iniisip ko na lang na "It's all in the mind".

Nung di pa alam ng mga kaibigan ko ang kuwento ng buhay pag-ibig ko, napansin nila na Man Hater ako.

Halata daw sa mga pananaw ko at pananalita ko sa mga kalalakihan.

Aaminin ko,
naging mailap ako sa lalake mula ng College dahil sa naranasan ko. Ngunit wala naman akong magagawa kung ito naman talaga ang nararamdaman ko.

Natatakot nga lang talaga ako na ilantad sa ibang tao ang katauhan ko. Pero ano nga bang kinakatakot ko? At para saan pa?
 
Una, wala ng ibang tao ang makakaintindi sa akin kundi ang sarili ko.
 
Di ko kailangan ang ibang tao,
ang opinyon nila,
ang pag-aaalala nila.
Malaki ang tiwala ko sa aking sarili na kayang-kaya ko ang lahat ng bagay.

Loner? Hindi naman. Di lang talaga ako open. Ika nga nila, very PRIVATE ang buhay ko and not open for Public.

Independent Woman.

Yan ang tinatak ko sa utak ko.

Maganda naman ang kinalabasan.

Nakapag-focus ako sa pag-aaral. Consistent top performer sa klase. Cum Laude pa.

Masasabi ko na nag-concentrate ako sa pag-aaral at sa pagawit. Dahil pareho ko namang minahal ang ginagawa ko.

Masaya nung una, dahil malaya ako sa ginagawa ko, feeling Magaling.
Feeling kaya ang lahat.
Feeling wala ng ibang taong katulad ko.
Pero baka nga tama ako - FEELING ko lang yun.

Dalawang taon ko din tiniis ang ganoong sistema sa buhay ko.

Dinis-able ko ang peripheral vision ko dahil ayoko siya makita saan mang lugar sa pinapasukang unibersidad.

Wala akong nililingon sa paligid ko. Sabihin na ng lahat na isnabera ako. Aba! Ayos lang. Di naman nila alam ang kuwento ng buhay ko.

At least, mas lumiit ang tiyansa na masasaktan ako, makakaramdam ng selos, at ng pagsisisi.

Effective naman ang strategy ko, for two years...

During my third year in college. Wala na akong ibang naiisip kundi ang studies at ang sinalihan kong organization sa school. Mas naging top priority ko ang org dahil nagaasam akong maging officer. Ang naging epekto - tamang marka lang. Bukod sa mahirap na ang mga courses, mas mahirap pagsabayin ang pag-aaral, pagtulong sa family business at pag-oorg.

Hanggang sa paunti-unting bumabalik ang memories ng past. Corny pakinggan diba?
Parang pang MMK. Pero totoo, yun talaga ang naramdaman ko.
Pakiramdam na parang may kulang sa buhay. Pero di ko pinansin.
Bahala na. Nageemote lang ako sa stress sabi ko sa sarili ko.

Then one day I saw him sa isang restaurant habang ako at ang aking best friend ay nagrereview sa exam.
 
May kasama siyang girl. Ka-college niya.
Maganda.
Maputi.
Maganda ang hugis ng katawan.
Mukhang may breeding.
 
Bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko.
Parang paulit-ulit na minamartilyo hanggang maging pulbos ang pusong ito.
Di ako maka-concentrate sa binabasa ko.
Putlang putla na ako sabi ng kaibigan ko.
 
Paglingon ko sa may pintuan papalabas na sila pareho.
 
Di ko alam kung bakit ako nagkakaganito. Nakita niya kaya ako? Sana hindi!

I hate it! Akala ko ba move on na ako?
Akala ko ba di na ako bitter!
Bakit ganito ang nararamdaman ko?
Bakit pagdating sakanya naghihina ako?
 
Man Hater nang ituring wag lang niya makita na ganito ang epekto niya sa akin.
Sa buhay ko.
Sa personalidad ko.
 
Tamaaaaa naaaa!
 
Mag momove on na talaga ako.
 
Promise!
 
Siya nga pala ang ngalan ko pala ay Alice at dito nagtatapos ang aking kuwento.
 
 
 
 
 
 


 

If I Were A Boy




If I were a boy I will dare to make a move.
I will let you know how I feel for you.
I will let you see that there is something bothering to me too.

If I were a boy I will not just sit down and steal a glance from afar.
I will not simply wait for you to pass by.
I will not sneak for you to find out.

If I were a boy I will not pretend I don’t hear your voice
Because every vowels and syllables in your tone
Made this heart of mine beat on its loudest noise.

I f I were a boy I will look you straight in the eye.
I will not look away but I will remain focus.
I will hold your gaze for the longest time.

If I were a boy I will make you happy.
I will make you special in every way I can.
I will show you the world.
I will show you how we will work.

But I am just a girl – good at being unnoticed, good at being discreet
For I am very conservative.

I couldn’t make a move.
I couldn’t offer a smile.
I couldn’t show how it feels to be so inspired by you
Because it is not my prerogative gender wise
.
I should be the one waiting,
hoping
and praying
that there will be efforts from you one day.
But when I tried started counting the days
seems like I can’t have it anyway.

It is so challenging to be like by you
when deep inside I know that you feel the same way too.

When that boy couldn’t gather his strength
and don't have the courage to act.

And you feel like saying goodbye and firm on giving up.